Thursday, August 29, 2013

Rushing On

Lashes dip and dive,
scooping up air,
raising upward
as my head tilts back.
A last look over the shoulder,
and I move forward
leaving them and everything else behind.
I don't need what they offer
I only need myself
my hope
my rules
my ingenuity
and everything I am.
I have something
that they never will.
And that is the absoluteness
of being myself.
Again, a distraction from working. I just like writing y'all. Did you like it?

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